The giver and taker of life than her there's none as great
The writers and the artists in their works her do celebrate
Unlike her every life form not for her mortality
The mother of creation far older than history
Us humans like her Seasons to life come and from go
Our lives are numbered in years and time becomes our foe
In fact the only known immortal and fact does never lie
And like all of her other life forms us humans born to die
Her ways are far too complex for us to understand
Her creations are amazing her oceans and land
Her deserts and her mountains, her forests, fertile lands and waterways
The beauty she does create never ceases to amaze
To destroy the strongest built human structures in her she has the power
Yet she can create things of beauty such as a tree, grass or a flower
She does even create life forms out of mortal decay
And excepting her for every other form of life a final night and day.
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